Wish My Dad had Curaguard
Losing a loved one is one of the more difficult challenges life has in store for us, especially when that loss comes out of the blue.
My father was 69 when he died, not a young man but not old either by today’s standards. He was not in the peak of physical health but neither, as far as we were aware, was he seriously ill. Dad had been suffering from a chest infection for a few weeks, his condition very gradually worsening as each day came and went. We believed this was just another illness that would keep him indoors for month or two while he recovered and there was no doubt in our minds that dad would recover.